In the morning, Chris lay in Ye Ning's arms.

Ye Ning asked: "Why do you do this?"

He was very strange, the little princess definitely couldn't like him.

After all, the two have only known each other for a few days.

"I want to survive." Kris said, looking at Ye Ning with her blue eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I need a strong person to protect me."

"Isn't it enough to have a little princess in the Sunset Empire protecting her with a great master like Tom?" Ye Ning said with a smile.

Chris's eyes were a little gloomy, and she said bitterly: "Do you really think Uncle Tom is strong?"

Ye Ning didn't say anything.

Although Tom is known as one of the top ten masters of the royal family of the Sunset Empire, in Ye Ning's opinion, it is just that and he is not a top-notch powerhouse.

"The royal family of the Sunset Empire has long been declining, otherwise my mother would not have been tricked by the Dark Union and died of dying childbirth when she gave birth to me."

"In the eyes of real strong people, we are nothing at all."

Her eyes fell on Ye Ning and said, "I want to rely on a real strong man to survive."

Chris admitted that her thoughts were not like a girl at all, but like a woman full of vicissitudes and sufferings.

Ye Ning rubbed her golden hair and said, "You won't regret making this decision."

"I trust you."

Chris' eyes are shiny.

She lay in Ye Ning's arms, looking peaceful.

At nine o'clock in the morning, they arrived at the location of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Conference.

Ye Ning showed his electronic invitation letter and was about to take Chris and the others in.

At this moment, a man in his early forties came over, huddling and scrambling, and was incredibly stylish.

He glanced at Chris, and a hint of stunning and greed flashed in his eyes.

Then, the man's attention turned to Ye Ning. Among the three, only Ye Ning was from Jiuzhou. Obviously, the person who participated in the Jiuzhou Traditional Chinese Medicine Conference must be Ye Ning.

The man took out an invitation letter, which was made of gold and was extremely particular in workmanship.

This is the treatment for some great masters and people who have the reputation of miracle doctors in China. They are all the best in the field of traditional Chinese medicine in China.

"Master Yan, please." The welcome guests were respectful and asked Master Yan to come in.

Yan Rufeng did not go in immediately, but his eyes fell on Ye Ning.

He said lightly: "Which junior is you from? Are you here to participate in this traditional Chinese medicine conference instead of your teacher? This traditional Chinese medicine conference, all of them are from great masters and famous traditional Chinese medicine experts. If you don't learn well, you will give your teacher to your teacher.

The door is embarrassing."

Ye Ning ignored him and pulled Chris into it.

Yan Rufeng was furious when he saw him ignoring him so much, and his face suddenly became dark.

"Stop, junior, you didn't hear me talking to you, right? Is that how you treat elders in the industry?"

Ye Ning frowned. He didn't want to pay attention to the other party, but the other party gave him shamelessness, endlessly.

Ye Ning's eyes were slightly cold and he stopped.

He glanced at Yan Rufeng and spit out two words: "Trump."

Yan Rufeng was stunned and then furious.

A junior dared to insult him like this.

"You dare to insult the seniors in the industry, boy, have your teacher taught you to respect your elders? Come on, blow him out. Such a person with no quality is not qualified to attend the traditional Chinese medicine conference."

Yan Rufeng said fiercely.

The guest came forward and quickly said, "Master Yan, please calm down. Both of them are leaders in the traditional Chinese medicine industry. Don't hurt the harmony because of a word."

Yan Rufeng was immediately angry and scolded: "Fuck, how can such a young boy be compared with me? What is he like?"


Chapter completed!